Transformers Shattered Glass Au Novels & Stories

Shards of glass glittered on the dashboard. Lights out.

The static in my scar whispers: *Go. --- **The Shattered Keep** We find the first monolith in a valley of glass. Its surface is a mosaic of frozen moments: Kael reloading his rifle, Veyra's thorns strangling a hybrid, the Hunter's roots devouring a star. Jarek touches the monolith, and the glass *moves*. **"Intruders,"** it booms, images fracturing into a swarm of crystalline insects. They burrow into his prosthetic, reprogramming it into a weapon. He screams as the metal twists, aiming at Ravel.

"You disgusting son of a bitch" " Are you sure of that?I hope you don't have to swallow your words later on,Fuck you" "What?"Xander step closer balling his fist,Aukey lean and open his mouth. "I said Fuck..." "Aaaarrrrgggghhh" Glass shatter around the house beside the casino,Xander and Aukey both gasp and ran over to the house as fast as they both can,Aukey took the top floor took a deep breath and drop the briefcase,He brought out his gun and press the button glued on it.

She ran the backs of her fingers down my cheek in an over-dramatic caress, before holding my chin between her thumb and index finger, tilting her head to one side in the same way she had when she'd found me in Davey's house. 'Goodness,' she marvelled, staring into my eyes. 'You really don't have any idea, do you? Such a silly piggy you are! That is not the Angels.' The lights began to burst, deadly shards of shattered glass exploding above everyone's heads. I pulled my chin out of her grasp and bent my head into my chest, screwing my eyes shut and bracing myself for the lethal rain-shower to hit, waiting for it to pierce my skin with a thousand cruel needle-sharp fragments. When it didn't, I

The kind of engines that don’t do idle; they lurk. The long-awaited verdict never came. The gavel in puffy manicured hand with age spots froze halfway down. Then the windows shattered, a burst of light and noise came in so fast it felt like God had gotten drunk and emptied his ashtray on us. Automatic fire tore through the stained glass window—saints, angels, and devils all shredded into a rain of colored shards. The saints fell hardest and shattered in smallest pieces. They always do.

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

His eyes never left hers and neither did her eyes leave his. From where I was standing,I also noticed that the colour of their eyes were shifting Maybe I was wrong Maybe it wasn't what I thought it was Maybe I was being delusional Maybe this is a fucking nightmare and none of it was real But all it took was one word for me to feel shattered and broken beyond brink "MATE!" Author's note Not me taking my sweet time to update. Thank you for those who are reading this book voting and commenting. I love y'all

The Angel’s Trumpet didn’t work. Well, at least not like it was supposed to. Araphyra’s glass walls have a beautiful kaleidoscope of colors swirling around them. But with the Angel’s Trumpet and my “trip” as Aolis called it, the colors were much bolder, and it was like I was looking into a forest in the walls with birds flying around and deer leaping around in the fake forest. While I had one heck of a couple of hours, my Guardian bond was still in effect.

He has only a few months left in school. To calm his troubled mind, he walked around the pack house and planned to leave the pack first thing the next morning. Lukas Briston shapeshifted into his wolf form and was running furiously to tire his enemy apart. The enemy was running more furiously than him and leaped into the air. Like a collision, the wolf bounced on his and devoured him. He was struggling, but the enemy was stronger than him. They fought with each other for hours, their claws and fangs boring into each other's flesh.

Her words prompted everyone to turn towards the boy they had ignored initially, thinking that he was the Matriarch’s aid, and they moved. *WHOOSH* Elder Glass was the first to move. With a low rumble his feet left the ground and his fingers opened up into claws. His nails extended and morphed into animal-like claws, and with a low grunt his aimed for the throat of the boy. *BOOM*